Inside the quiet chamber, the last trace of energy in the spirit stones was thoroughly refined and absorbed by the Myriad Dao Furnace.
Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, it seemed as though stars swirled past in a flash before settling into calm profundity. He softly exhaled a breath of stale air. It stretched long and far, leaving a faint white trail in the air that lingered without dispersing. Within it was even a faint fragrance of medicinal pills and the pure aura of spirit stones.
Several days of secluded cultivation had yielded results far beyond expectations.
Under his inner vision, the meridians that had once been dried up and even damaged had now fully recovered. Nourished by the surging vitality of the Spring Return Jade Pattern Pill, they had become tougher and wider, faintly gleaming with a jade-like luster. Within his Dantian Sea of Qi, true qi brimmed like a slowly rolling tide. Both its purity and quantity were even slightly superior to what they had been before his injuries. His Sea of Consciousness had also regained its clarity, his Spiritual Power was full, and his thoughts flowed freely. The dull heaviness brought on by weakness had long since vanished without a trace.
The Myriad Dao Furnace hovered above the Sea of Qi, restored to its original ancient and weighty appearance. The patterns on its surface were clear and profound. As it slowly revolved, it exuded an aura of swallowing heaven and earth and fusing all things beneath the sky. After this extreme depletion and replenishment with high-quality energy, it seemed to have undergone its own accumulation and tempering, and its connection with Lin Chen had become even closer.
He could feel that his condition had never been better. Not only had his injuries healed